Alpha Ace and his Undercover Mate

The next day, I woke up feeling determined to talk to Ace. The day before was wonderful, but I had to make today count.

I pulled on comfortable clothes after my shower and let my hair loose, since Ace liked it better that way.

With a pep in my step and a firm hand on my tummy, I made my way towards Ace's office. I knocked two times before pushing my way through, but unfortunately, he wasn't there.

Deciding to wait in there, I sat on his chair around his desk and really took my time to appreciate every detail of his office.

My eyes caught something on his desk, and I reluctantly retrieved the file that was opened. It was a monthly report of a woman's condition. I knew, because it was written in bold at the top of the paper.

MONTHLY REPORT OF JENNA WILSON.

As if right on cue, Ace walked in. He looked slightly surprised by my presence, but he didn't look annoyed or upset.

"You're up early" He said as he gave me my good morning kiss.

"Yea I wanted to see you"

His eyes flickered between me and the file that I was still holding, and I saw a small smile playing on his lips, but it was kinda sad. "I see you've found my mother's file"

of my head as he said that, and I stared at the picture and

He simply nodded and sat on his desk in front of me. Of course! How didn't I see that? They had a slight

happened to her? " I asked carefully. I knew it might be touchy for him so I didn't want to push it. But of course, Ace

after dad died,

she's getting better. She's stable and her mind is clear" I tried to sound enthusiastic as I

friend that makes her feel comfortable. I'm yet to meet whoever it is

truly felt happy at that. "I'd

planning on visiting her today. You can come

see that it was 8:30 a.m . For some

go ahead?

not? I'll let Ryan take you to the clinic.

felt like I knew his mom all my life. With one last kiss, I met Ryan who was already waiting at the front door. He must be tired

definitely tell Ace about the mission later on, but for now I just wanted to see

small, but incredibly beautiful and cozy. The nurse that greeted us led the way to the

to keep 'us' from his pack until my four months were over. But once

sofa. I patiently waited for the nurse to bring Jenna out, and when she did,

looked happy and glowing like an eight year old

face was brightened by a beaming smile as she neared me. Her walk was tall and confident, and she didn't even wear those depressing pale gowns that some of